I am. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star. The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.
~ Jesus, King of The Universe
What follows is the musing of one fool on the manifold wisdom of G_d… May He be glorified.
What an excellent ending to the beginning of it all my Son! All that is left is the doing of it.
Yes, now there is the doing of it. The design is complete. The Plan is Perfect. How very good it is to Be. To Know. To Create. To Have and to Give. Oh, how I love them!
How wonderful it will be for them when they begin to understand… As the Aeons unfold and they begin to emerge from the obsolete construct of time in which they will have existed. As their minds expand beyond the linear, beyond any barrier, as they begin to grasp eternity… The loosing of the shackles will be utterly spectacular!!
Surely, they will need the primitive tools we give them at first… Simple toys like Language, Mathematics, Quantum Physics, Gravity, and the like. It almost doesn’t seem fair that We will be providing them such a confining Universe! But, oh how much fun it will be to watch when each one of them as they step into the REAL world after their miniscule time (time is such a curious word – isn’t it? – wasn’t that a weird sensation laying out that system – so archaic – so confining – so unreal…) as they step into the REAL world – from that tiny box.
Even so, they will have caught glimpses before they arrive. Moments of hope so real – and yet elusive. In that place between waking and sleeping when they will hear Me most clearly… Where the din of conscious thought does not intrude, but the distortion of the subconscious has not yet overtaken. In the place where truth dwells undimmed by doubt. In the brief intimate interval of release and one-ness a husband and wife may share unashamed. In the rest provided safely resting on mother’s breast, in Father’s arms…. Yes, they will have a glimpse. But No, they will still not have even a inkling of what will be. What a rush! How very good, true, righteous and mighty, full and complete they will become. If I were not Patience itself, I could not wait!!!!!
And all that is left is the doing of it. Oh, how I love them! How right it is to Know and be known. I/We are/am that which does.
But the doing of it… Yes, it will be done. But the doing of it. Yes, I can… Yes, I will… In a very real sense it is already done. But the doing of it… To empty Oneself… to lay aside the privilege that is mine alone to lay aside. To take on their very likeness. How very foreign and different this seems. Of course it is right. Of course it is the best way… Still, there are things difficult (though not impossible) even in Eternity. Even for me.
We are agreed then, We are One. We Are.
On that day when I say, “Let there be light.” There will be light. It will be good and the process will have begun. A few simple commands later… lay out a simple eco-system on a simple pebble in a simple star-system scattered amongst a few billion galaxies…. Then the stage will be set for a drama of eternal significance.
I will breath Myself, My life-breath into Adam and Eve. They will know Me and in turn be known by Me. They will be unstoppable. Even with their primitive tools they will have the power to conquer the Universe I give them. The Garden will be the womb, the Earth their playpen, the Milky-Way their neighborhood. And the Universe their world. Anything they conceive, they will eventually be able to do. The offspring of Adam will spread across the Galaxies and reign over the creation they inhabit…
At least that’s the way it will have should of turned out. I know Adam will fail. Why is only for that deepest part of Myself to know. But it will happen. And the separation will be absolute. I will not allow the Real World to be sullied by the stains of disobedience, by the scourge of self-centeredness, or by the foul wind of that which is not holy.
They will be lost. They will be alone. They will be afraid. They will be hungry. They will be thirsty. They will hurt. And they will die. They will die confined to a squalid, violent, cold, angry, hungry, thirsty tiny little pebble called Earth. But, most importantly, they will die not knowing Me.
The pain of knowing this… cannot be contained within anything but My Unbounded Self. What they will miss is an infinite loss.
Yet not all will be lost. There is one Way. I will go to them. I will enter time and space and rescue them. I am able. I am worthy. My great Love validates the effort. And Oh, how I love them! It will be worth it. They are worth it because I have declared it so. I know each one rescued completely.
The going will be easier than the planning. A easy tweak of a cell within Mary’s body…. Then inhabiting and growing within her virgin womb.
But living there will be hard. Most will not listen. Most will not believe.
They will mock their Creator to My Own Face.
And they will kill Me.
However, that’s the point of the whole adventure. Through My death will I purchase those who believe out of the mud-hole prison-world they will populate. Those stains, scourges, and foul winds will be removed as far as the East is from the West, and left to decay on the trash heap of that linear construct called history. And not only am I going to die to pay off each son of Adam’s and every daughter of Eve’s own death penalties. I am going to conquer death to prove My Right to give them life.
But the doing of it… Father, Son, Holy Spirit. We have been One always. For Me to be separate from that One-ness for even a moment is…. What is life if it is not communion? When I become the sin that I Myself abhor….
My God, My God!!!! Why have you forsaken me?
But, then it will be finished. Death swallowed up in victory. All that will be left is for history to wrap up a few details. And for Me to come back and prepare for the homecoming of our friends.
I am. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star. The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.
What an excellent ending to the beginning of it all my Son! All that is left is the doing of it. If I were not Patience itself, I could not wait to give this gift!!!!!
